Meds ordered, doc appointment made.

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Fried, pseudo napping for a few hours.  Remembered meds, so ordered those.  Then back to near-napping.  I didn't dare let go.  I would have fallen.  I may have to go in anyway.  Subdermal?  Subcutaneous?  An infection below the skin, actually above both ankles... I had thought just one before today and looking more closely.

Wasn't happy about having gone off medicine.  I should explain why.  If I doubt they will understand.  Or, the additional part.  Meds are doing nothing but barely keeping me alive, at great cost and pain.  If it weren't for some additional hope for keto, with the addition of the food logger, I... wouldn't have started back up.

After those things, I crashed so hard I... actually had to fight through the heat exhaustion to get back to a place in which I could sleep.  But when I did, I slept as absolutely as I can.  I woke just in time to let the ducks in.  Sometimes the penguin girl isn't with them.  One night both of the new hens were gone.  I found them in the post hole...  thankfully.  I look around well if one is missing.

My hearing is what allowed me to find them that time.  I had thought my directional hearing was shot.  Apparently not.

Tacos tonight.  Cheese shells, sour cream, spiced burger, some onion and tomato, maybe avocado or guacamole... if the avocado is ready.  No extra cheese needed.  Work tonight?  Not really possible, probably.  I burned out today.  No loud pains, but no energy.  Tomorrow, I hope.  Digging in where possible.  I want the kitchen and bathroom back to a better trim.

Amazingly, it is 72° downstairs.  It was 71° to 68° upstairs.  It, at 22:16, is just hitting 70° outside.  I'll bet it got a bit hotter out there.  I went looking for today's high but it wasn't listed on the sites which got the current temperature correct.  I didn't bother with sites which padded the readings by eight to ten degrees.  Those are only in business because of corrupt bureaucracy and academia... but I repeat myself at this point.

Some of that is pro-Chines versus pro-Russian versus Pro-American propaganda, though because of their varied goals, which is lying or truthing on any specific topic or data set is difficult to know.  "Our" intelligence is often anti-American, perhaps so as to outsource labor so the ultra rich can get richer, etc.  It gets... much more convoluted from there.  But most of "our" government is strongly anti-American.

Yea.  But it was a successful day.  I may get the preferred food blogger up and running tonight.  And begin figuring it out for use soon.  I don't know if that will work.  But being forced to see choices and consequences... to understand through knowledge?  I think that could be a powerful tool.  Whether I can manage lower carbs and lower chalories?  I will know soon.

I will try beyond failure.  I will push and shove.  I will give it even a year of even perpetual failure, if need be.  The goal isn't failure, merely that might be the result.  Absolute and honest food tracking is the goal.  THEN working on controls and limits.  That is the phase where weight loss may happen.  It may take a lot of time and much failure.  I believe it is worth ego hits and else.

That is the suffering and endurance phase.  My goal, initial goal, is 240.  After that?  Perhaps maintenance.  Perhaps on to 220.  Or maintenance and back to swimming... which would be weight loss, as muscle weighs more than fat, so as muscle was gained, to maintain weight fat would have to be lost.  Thoughts, considerations, goals, hopes, plans.  Later.